Solstice • National Poetry Month

Solstice

How again today our patron star

whose ancient vista is the long view

turns its wide brightness now and here:

Below, we loll outdoors, sing & make fire.

We build no henge

but after our swim, linger

by the pond. Dapples flicker

pine trunks by the water.

Buzz & hum & wing & song combine.

Light builds a monument to its passing.

Frogs content themselves in bullish chirps,

hoopskirt blossoms

on thimbleberries fall, peeper toads

hop, lazy—

            Apex. The throaty world sings ripen.

Our grove slips past the sun’s long kiss.

We dress.

We head home in other starlight. 

Our earthly time is sweetening from this.

by Tess Taylor

courtesy poets.org

Earth Day and Daffodils Part One

Happy Earth Day! In honor of Earth Day, I will take a page from librarian Pam B. and post the immortal words of Kermit the Frog, through the pen of Joe Rapposo:

It's Not Easy Being Green

It's not that easy being green
Having to spend each day the color of the leaves
When I think it could be nicer being red, or yellow or gold
Or something much more colorful like that

It's not easy being green
It seems you blend in with so many other ordinary things
And people tend to pass you over 'cause you're
Not standing out like flashy sparkles in the water
Or stars in the sky

But green's the color of Spring
And green can be cool and friendly-like
And green can be big like an ocean, or important
Like a mountain, or tall like a tree

When green is all there is to be
It could make you wonder why, but why wonder why
Wonder, I am green and it'll do fine, it's beautiful


Now, for one of your long-awaited daffodil poems!

Today's poem is courtesy of Rob Paine, as penned by Jack Handey
(who is a real person!):
Consider the daffodil.
And while you're doing that,
I'll be over here, looking through your stuff.

Rob will receive a book of poetry for proving he knows Jack.

More daffodils tomorrow!